The icy waters overflowed overhead, and he opened his eyes in the water.

The water made his eyes swell, and he didn't react, just let the water envelop him.

Gentle water, hidden turbulence.

In this blue sea, he wants to bury himself.

The sea poured into his mouth and nose in large quantities, and he slowly raised the corners of his lips.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see her warmth, and her long hair spread out in the water, like a mermaid......

……

Night.

The headlights were turned on on the beach, and a group of people stood at the edge, twisting their eyebrows to look at the sea.

"How's it going?" Liu Yidao spoke, his face solemn.

The road team shook their heads: "It's unlikely that they will survive, the car has also passed through the explosion, and the water here is turbulent, and now the bodies of the two people are ......" The road team stopped for a moment, and there was a little choking in their voices, "It is estimated that it has floated to the other side of the open sea." ”

"Keep salvage."

There was a gloomy atmosphere throughout the sea, and a sense of breathless depression surrounded everyone at the scene.

Salvage for a day and a night, except for the wreckage of the car, nothing was found.

Two people...... Probably really dead.

"Anyang he ...... It's not going to die, is it? The road team squatted on the side of the road, with cigarettes in their fingertips, looking at the beautiful sea, their eyes heavy.

"Do you think that on the premise that he knows that Bai Nuan will die, he will still live alone?" Liu Yidao asked him rhetorically, lowered his eyes and took a hard puff of his cigarette.

The smoke was filling, and neither of them said anything else.

The answer is clear to both men.

Anyang will not live alone, just as Bai Nuan is willing to come over directly without confirmation when he hears the news from the laboratory.

He loved her, and she loved him.

So......

The road team looked up at the sky, and their eyes were a little wet.

It is impossible to live.

On the second day of the search, they began to search the high seas in order to recover the bodies of two people.

At the same time, somewhere in the country.

Living room.

"Dead?" Ji Ji, who was holding the cat, turned his head to look at the subordinate who reported it.

"Yes, master, Bai Nuan died in the explosion, and Anyang was martyred, and now he is still in the process of salvaging the body."

Ji touched the cat's soft fur and took a look.

Finally stopped, squinting slightly.

"Did you say it was fake?" He has come to this day not only by a knife, but also by a cautious attitude.

"The difference between the time of calmly changing and notifying Bai Nuan is not very big, and it is impossible to deploy the plan again."

It's just a coincidence.

Ji felt very good, stood up with the cat in his arms, and glanced at his subordinates: "Bring someone to pick up my little teacher and come back." He chuckled softly, his eyebrows glazed back.

The dragons have no leader, it's a pity, and his works are gone.

Little teacher, little teacher, this is all for you, this favor can't run away.

The man's back is as tall as a pine, with a clear and deep momentum, like an immortal.

But such a person has the most set of psychology.

It's like driving people crazy.

……

The police could not contact Bai Nuan's family.

The white father and white mother are still outside, so the file on Bai Nuan's side has not been marked as dead.

The road team insisted on finding it.

"Brother in the name, give." The soft and cute little girl handed the milk she brought to Lu Zhiming, looking at the dark green under his eyes, she felt a little distressed.

Lu Zhiming reached out and took it, took a sip, and sat down in the staircase, without speaking.